[Verse 2: J HUS]
Yeah
Hustler, baby
You sing something... (ha ha ha)
Came looking like a rockstar
Leave the club with a pop star
Girl had to take a second glance
Why you got two left feet?
You can't do my dance (it ain't my fault)
Mash up the dancefloor (it ain't my fault)
Pour this juice on the floor (it ain't my fault)
Have to be an outlaw (it ain't my fault)
You know what, I'm not sure
I fell in love with Zara Larsson
Sorry, beg your pardon
I'm a different kind of person
He's the phony version
She loves my East London accent
I made ugly the new fashion
Cashmere, DaVinci
I don't know how it happened (It ain't my fault)
Mash up the dancefloor (it ain't my fault)
Pour this juice on the floor (it ain't my fault)
Have to be an outlaw (it ain't my fault)
You know what, I'm not sure

[Verse 3: Zara Larsson]
It ain't my fault you came here looking like that
You just made me trip, fall, and land on your lap
Certain bad boy smooth, body hotter than a summer
I don't mean to be rude, but I look so damn good on ya
Ain't got time right now
Missed me with that "What's your name, your sign" right now
It's light outside, I just called an Uber and it's right outside
Oh my god, what is this?
Want you all in my business
Baby, I insist
Please don't blame me for whatever happens next

[Pre-Hook: J HUS]
Mash up the dancefloor (It ain't my fault)
Pour this juice on the floor (It ain't my fault)
Have to be an outlaw (It ain't my fault)
You know what, I'm not sure